A Ruling Passion – Chapter 1562

Mark was at the verge of a breakdown. “Please, Aunt Shelly, I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry, please stop crying! I shouldn’t have worded it that way, alright? It’s my fault. Stress from work caught up to me, so I sounded harsher than I really meant. But really... I just want you to stop attacking Arianne for once, please?”

Everything he said had been for Arianne! The longer Shelly listened to him, the livider she became. She cast her voice as far into the direction of the dining hall as she could, shouting, “You heard that, Arianne Wynn?! You must feel soooo pleased with yourself, don’t you? No matter how much hell you put him through, no matter how much you plot against him, he’s completely head-over-heels for you! Everything he says to me has been nothing but a defense of you! Look at him, tell me you don’t feel a single stab in your conscience!”

Mark’s hand shot straight to his forehead, rubbing his temples as the headache assaulted him. Christ, women were a different beast from even the worst challenge at work. At some point, Mark simply had to throw his hands up in defeat.

Arianne had to muster all of her will to stop herself from shouting back. Since when had she put Mark through hell? Plotting against him? And why would her conscience feel anything at all? If it were not for Shelly’s loose grip with sanity, Arianne would have stopped holding back since a long time ago.

Unfortunately, Shelly’s volume was so loud that the Tremont retinue, including Mary, heard her. As Arianne’s maternal figure who watched her grow up, Mary could not stand seeing the woman suffer any more of Shelly’s tongue-lashing. Emboldened by a rush of blood into her head, she barged into the scene, her finger trained on Shelly’s face.